The years of red flags

Chapter 56 The Beggar's Vision

Zhong Yuemin was practicing martial arts at a young age, and his skills were absolutely agile. He rushed out of the dung circle with a dodge, but he could avoid the physical attack, but he couldn't avoid the impact of smell.

This time, his eyes were full of gold stars, and he was caught off guard, really caught off guard, he couldn't bear this loss, and naturally wanted to take revenge.

Jiang Hua inserted the shovel into the dung pile again, and said while working: "Okay, don't make trouble, this thing is not a toy, it looks disgusting, and it smells bad, how can you do it, the whole village is counting on these things to increase crops Fertility, it’s about the rice bowl, don’t be kidding.”

Girls naturally like to be clean since they were young, and this dung pile is disgusting to look at, and the three girls are a little disgusting, but Jiang Hua is right, this is to work hard for future rations, so bite the bullet and hold the tools get to work.

Secretary Chang was right, this is indeed a good job, unlike weeding in the field, you have to bend your waist into a bow and stare at the scorching sun step by step ahead.

In fact, ten people transported the fertilizer, which was definitely too much. When the fertilizer was delivered to the field, Jiang Hua did not go back, but humbly asked the people who worked in the field for advice and learned how to farm the land.

Secretary Chang likes his attitude very much. No one doesn't like this kind of studious person. Although there are not many lands in Shichuan Village, it is gratifying to have many good crops.

Zhong Yuemin, Zheng Tong, and Jiang Biyun are also people who pursue something, so they will not avoid labor, so they follow suit and get busy in the field, weeding and fertilizing.

"Jiang Biyun, if you're tired, take a break. Look at Zheng Tong, he's not as tough as you. Zhong Yuemin and I have been practicing martial arts since we were young. You can't compare."

Seeing Jiang Biyun hoeing twice now, Jiang Hua tapped his back with his hands, but he glanced unconvinced at Jiang Hua and Zhong Yuemin, who were still active. This was obviously unconvinced and wanted to strive to be advanced.

Jiang Biyun turned to look at Zheng Tong. This kid was squatting on the ground with the handle of a hoe, with a towel on his head to shield him from the sun. He was looking at Jiang Biyun with a smile. It was this smile that made Jiang Biyun feel extremely wretched and disgusting.

"Yes, girl, if you are tired, take a break, you are not in a hurry today."

Jiang Hua, Zhong Yuemin, or Zheng Tong persuaded her, Jiang Biyun couldn't stop and rest, but the elder sister in Shichuan Village spoke up, Jiang Biyun stopped what she was doing, wiped off her sweat with a towel, and opened the kettle to take a sip .

Zheng Tong giggled and said: "That's right, listen to people's advice to eat enough, you can't compare with those two animals, they lift stone locks and practice fists and kicks, we are ordinary people."

The two pieces of dirt hit Zheng Tong's head accurately. If he is weak, he will slander others, and he deserves the beating.

Zheng Tong scolded angrily: "Hey, what are you doing? Is this dirt? It's obviously a dung ball."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Who made your small body useless, just give you some fertilizer, give your development a boost, and make sure you can jump up."

Jiang Biyun laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up anymore, and squatted down with the help of the hoe.

Zhong Yuemin picked up the shovel in his hand, shoveled a spoonful of dung and said, "Zheng Tong, why don't you try it, maybe it will work, and when you grow to 1.9 meters, no one will look up to you."

After a busy day, all seven of them were exhausted and paralyzed. Jiang Hua and Zhong Yuemin had been practicing martial arts, and their physiques could withstand it. Xiao Ningwei was taken care of by everyone, so he didn't make much effort.

When I went back in the evening, it was Jiang Hua's cooking, and Zhong Yuemin was able to beat it. The stick batter was sticky, plus the stick noodle steamed buns, two per person, sent with pickles in a daze, and the day was over.

After dinner, the nine of them were not idle. They wandered around the village of Shichuan, saying hello to the villagers from time to time, chatting about a few dollars.

After a short stroll, the entire Ishikawa Village became quiet.

why?
Isn't it obvious, there is no electricity, even kerosene has to be used sparingly, it is pitch black at night, what else can you do if you don't go to bed, and this is why there are so many children in the local area. Apart from making children, men and women have no other entertainment.

Boys are more energetic than girls, and they are all under the covers, and they still don't sleep, and they have to have a sleep meeting.

Qian Zhiming said in an exaggerated tone: "I don't really know if I don't investigate. I thought that if you are poor, you must be poor. I didn't expect it to be so poor that I couldn't imagine."

Zhao Dayong echoed: "My family is poor. My mother knew that I would come to the countryside, and she was very happy to say that at least I could eat enough. I saw it today, and my heart is half cold. The locals have no food, not to mention We students squeezed in."

Zheng Tong also said: "I was chatting with a glorious old man who was lonely and widowed. He only ate a bowl of mush at night, had only one set of clothes all over his body, and didn't even have a decent decoration at home."

Cao Yang suddenly shouted: "Huazi, why don't you speak, tell us."

At this moment, Jiang Hua was thinking about the areas that could be improved. When he heard Cao Yang calling him, he said, "The reality is indeed not optimistic, but the potential is endless. It depends on whether you are willing to use your brain."

Zhong Yuemin curled his lips in the quilt and said: "I can't see the potential. The whole village has only such a small amount of land, and the average per capita is less than three acres. There are also more than a dozen honorable and widowed elderly families who can't get enough to eat all year round." Well, I think it's better to plan for the future job as soon as possible. I heard that once the area is closed, there will be a habit of going out to beg for food. At that time, let's change into rags and go beg for food. lived."

After Zhong Yuemin said these words, he thought that Jiang Hua would know how to refute them, but he didn't expect Jiang Hua to say: "It's also a way."

"Brother, I heard right, you actually think this is a way."

"It's a way. The rules passed down from the older generation have their own reasons."

Zhong Yuemin said strangely, "Hey, the sun will come out from the west tomorrow."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Zhong Yuemin, you said that you have read so many books and worked hard to practice martial arts. In the end, you just went to beg for food when you were hungry. Why did you come here? Can't you just beg for it?"

Cao Yang said with a smile: "Huazi, you don't know about this. I heard from the elders that in the past beggars were also divided into territories. They didn't have good skills. I'm afraid Yuemin won't be able to grab a good market, and then they won't have to pay it back." Are you hungry?"

"Fuck you." Zhong Yuemin picked up the pillow and threw it at Cao Yang: "Take me for a hi-hat, right? If you just poke it there, who dares to get away with me."

Zheng Tong suddenly stabbed in the back: "It's really majestic, but after all, it's still a beggar."

(End of this chapter)